Hi again everybody. Yes I know….. it took me long again to update, I hope you can accept my apologies. Thank you all for your reviews…. Glad you liked my take on smut! I have to admit I was a little nervous about it....
well and here we are with chapter 24!
Under cover(s) – 24
"Go away." She mumbled incoherently, not sure who or what was tickling her, but not particularly interested in finding out either. The fingers that had been tickling her side crept upwards and covered one of her – very naked – breasts. She blinked her eyes open and after a moment of confusion, recognized her partner. "Thought that would wake you up." He smiled at her.
"Hm." She made and the events of the past hours rushed back. Sinner's Palace… a lot of talk about sex…. serious talk with Booth….which lead to very delicious sex with Booth. Repeatedly. Her eyes focussed on him. "I had no intention of falling asleep."
"Wore you out, did I?" He grinned and seemed to be very pleased with himself. Her slight frown made him sober a little. "I slept, too." Booth winked at her. "But then you woke me with your snoring."
Her eyes widened and she shook her head. "I do not snore."
"You sure?" He asked, a cocky smile on his face. "Nobody ever accused me of snoring." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Maybe nobody's been honest with you?" He asked. The frown on her face made him laugh out loud. "You're cute when you pout. No, you didn't snore. But you, Temperance Brennan, are a terrible bedhog."
"I'm what?" She asked suspiciously, ignoring the comment on being cute, not sure if she should interpret it as compliment or not.
"You took the blanket for yourself. Very selfish." He commented and snuggled closer to her. "There's a spare in the closet." She yawned at him. He shook his head. "I really thought you'd like to be under covers with me, darling." He grinned playfully and she rolled her eyes at the pun, but then the expression on her face sobered.
"Booth?" She asked after a moment of silence. "Hm?" came his muttered reply. "You just called me darling." She said.
"There is a problem with that?" He asked curiously, his hand lazily stroking her bare back.
"It's just…. That's what you call me when we're Roxy and Tony … I mean…." She stopped, not quite sure how to continue. When had she become to feel so self-conscious?
He pulled back a little to look her directly into the eyes. "I'm not mixing anything up, Bones. I don't confuse you with Roxy or something. I made love to you and I hope to repeat that as often as possible."
She seemed to be relieved and smiled. "Oh. Okay." Then she closed the distance between them and kissed him deeply and with some satisfaction noticed that he responded immediately. The pleasant moment was interrupted by the chiming sound of his mobile phone. He grunted, clearly annoyed by the interruption, disentangled himself from her embrace and reached for the offending object. His brows shot up when he saw the caller ID. "Cullen." He informed his partner before answering.
"Booth."
"Booth, this is Cullen. I'm waiting for your update on the Freeport case." Booth's eyes widened and he glanced at the clock, stifling a curse. "Oh… I'm sorry, Sir. It seems I …. overheard the alarm. I .." He briefly glanced at the naked woman beside him. "I will make sure to have the update ready as soon as possible and e-mail it to you if that's convenient?"
"I'd prefer you reporting in in person, Booth. If Dr. Brennan is available, I'd like to see her too." Cullen told him. Booth shot her another look. "I'll be sure to contact her, but I'm not sure if she is available."
She opened her mouth to speak, but Booth shook his head. She frowned for a moment, wondering if Booth intended to keep their relationship secret. Somehow the mere thought hurt her deeply and she quickly averted her gaze.
A few moments later he ended the phone call and looked at her. "No, I don't want to keep this from Cullen."
"How did you know what I was thinking about?" She said, stunned.
"It was all over your face." He answered and kissed her quickly. "But I don't want to spring it at him just like that. Besides, if he thinks I still have to contact you, we have more time to put together a quick report now." He shook his head. "I can't believe I just fell asleep without setting an alarm." He gave her a warm smile. "Well, we better start on putting together that report, or we'll be late. Cullen expects us at ten."
She yawned and glanced at her clock, then bolted upright in obvious horror. "Nine? It's almost nine? I haven't slept that long in.... I don't know how long."
Brennan hurried towards the bathroom, leaving a stunned FBI agent admiring her bare backside. "I'm going to take a shower."
He sighed. He wanted nothing more than to follow her and share that shower with her…. But he was pretty sure they would spend too much time in the shower and not enough with writing the damn report. So he simply threw on yesterday's clothes and moved to her living room to write down as much as he remembered about the last evening. The things that were interesting for the case, anyway. What he was sure he'll never forget was the feeling of her luscious body against him, how her soft, naked breasts had been pressed against his bare chest. The look of her after she'd climaxed in his arms. He hoped he would get to see that frequently now. He blinked and decided to put these thoughts away, concentrating on the things they had found out about the other Sinner's the previous evening…. And about Maureen's brother, Leo, who had been following after their first visit at Sinner's Palace.
"Want to shower too?" A voice from behind him startled him.
He turned and looked at his partner, who was wearing a white towel and nothing else. His mouth went dry upon seeing her like that and he swallowed hard. "Ah. No." He cleared his throat. "Get dressed, will you? We'll have to swing by my apartment…. I need to change into something else or Cullen will know that I spent the night with you."
Again, a hint of hurt flickered over her face. "I don't want to keep it secret, Bones, I told you that. But let's wait until after the case…. I don't want him to pull us off the case because we're together now. He … ah.. he might not be so thrilled, you know." He smiled sheepishly. "That is…. you don't want to keep this secret, right?"
Temperance Brennan looked at him for a moment, then laughed out loud. "Booth, Angela knows. Not all of it, but enough to ensure that there is no way to keep it secret."
Booth's eyes widened for a moment, then he smiled. "You're right. But tell her to keep it … quiet until we solved that case, okay?"
Brennan nodded. "I'll call her when we're at your apartment." She left to get dressed and Booth caught himself staring after her, once again. He considered himself a very lucky man now.
A few hours later, Booth was staring at his computer screen, not quite sure what to make of Leo Buchanan's data. He'd contacted Scotland Yard and been able to pull a few strings to get the information sent to him quickly. Leo Buchanan had been working for a company that developed and assembled computer hardware. Leo's job had been well-paid and his chances for getting promoted to a better position had been good. Why would an obviously successful electronics nerd decide to leave behind a well-paid job, an apartment in the neighbourhood of London go to the US and decide to work as assistant for his sister and her husband? That reeked of secrets.
Booth decided that Leo Buchanan could well be their prime suspect.
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